Here's a great example. These are boots that I bought while out shopping with Jeff:
I love them so much! I especially like the buckles. Can't go wrong with buckles. Adorable.
Now, here's a pair that my dad just sprung on me:
I love my pops. Not because he buys me things. I haven't asked him for anything since I started working, but he likes little surprises. I get most of my personality from him.... not to mention my crazy, curly hair. I'd love to post a picture of him from back in the day when he had his 'fro, but he's hidden it from me :P We've dodged the cops together, explored the City, traveled to Canada, went bridge-climbing in Australia. We're homies. ^.^